The other half has nagged for a dog for the last 800 years. He always had a dog when he lived at home. He's wanted one since we met.
I don't really like dogs. I don't want one.
I have managed so well up to now but he's increased the pressure lately. He's been showing the kids photos of cute little puppies. He's been telling them they can have one. He's been looking on the interweb for a suitable one.
But I don't want a dog.
Yesterday was his birthday. We went out for the day and he spent half of it on his iPhone searching for dogs for sale. He kept showing the kids the cute little results of his searches.
Today he phoned one of the adverts. He arranged to see a man about a dog tonight!
I don't want a bloody dog!!!!!